The dinner with the Knight was quite amusing. I cut a steak which was cooked by Eleanor. I took a bite in my mouth. I had to bit back a moan which was to escape from my mouth in front of the elder in this family. He is an awesome cook and his siblings as well. They all cooked their best dishes for their parents in the name of winning a reward from their father who, by the way, made hot chocolates for all of his children and wife, including me after the dinner.
Mr. Knight, Eleanor's father asked his wife, "How is it, Caro?" I looked at Mrs. Knight, watched her losing herself in the pool of chocolates without caring about anyone in there. I bite my lips to hide a smile that wanted to escape to see the scene of how Mr. Knight was glaring at the hot chocolate cup on which his wife was giving
